I am six weeks into my "Got to get this book finished" phase and I just can't believe the time has gone so quickly and, I hasten to add, so enjoyably. I am like a pig in ........clover, with this whole project. I love having the flat as a base and I relish using the lounge as an office, without having to put everything away, every time I want to take a break. Looking back, the first few days in the flat would have made an observational study for a scientist. Yes, really. It was all down to the space issue, I just didn't know what to use each of the three rooms for. I'm not counting the bathroom, I haven't ever forgotten what that is for, well, not yet anyway-unless my forgetfulness marches on to full-blown senility. So, back to the point. I woke up the first day Mike left and decided I would spend the whole day in bed, which I did. Reading, writing and researching. I took my meals in there and wondered if I would develop a pressure sore. The next day, I rearranged the flat and set the bedroom up as my workspace. There's a lovely view of Norwich from there and I thought I could gaze at the view and words of inspiration would flow into my head. There wasn't really enough room and I moved everything back and set up my office on the dining table in the lounge. Finally, I'd worked it out. Breakfast bar in the kitchen for eating, lounge as semi-permanent office and bedroom, YES! Eureka- for sleeping. Why did it take me three whole days to work it out?

Mike returned from Germany and arrived here last Tuesday evening. He had an overnight stop in Zutphen, which he said was worthy of another visit with more time to spare.

The Norfolk and Norwich Festival is in full flow at the moment and has coincided with a wonderful heatwave. There was a family day in Chapelfield Gardens over the weekend and so we took time out to go and have a look. We wandered into a crowd watching the Lords of Strut. A pair of clueless Irish brothers, who were just so funny, we stayed on to watch their whole performance a second time.

Break dancing, just the way I like it

Remember Mike's travelling companions from my last post? The Owl and the Pussycat. Their adventures didn't last long as Mike left them in the wardrobe before he returned to the Wildax factory with our damaged van on Sunday. I wasn't sure who was responsible for their creation but Mum got back to me. "Liz knitted the charming and lovable grey cat and Catherine did the face for her. I made the owl during patchwork sessions in Malta. I never dreamt it would have such an adventurous life."

The owl and the pussycat. Created in the 1970's by Mum and my twit twoo sisters, Liz and Catherine